Chapter 959 Live in a Brick House and Share the Land!

While the eldest child was cheering, the staff was looking at the second applicant.

He was a bit older, his body was a little stooped, and his right arm seemed to have some problems, and he was cautiously shrinking to his side.

Several staff members looked at each other, and one of them asked: "Excuse me, what's wrong with your right arm?"

When the farmer heard this, his body trembled, and then he showed his right arm: "It was bitten off by a wild beast, sir..."

His right arm was broken at the wrist, and there were numerous wounds on his arm, which looked numb.

Looking at his arms and his stooped figure, several staff members shook their heads at each other.

Zhuang Buyuan established the village not to accommodate the disabled or to do charity. Of course, what was needed was a labor force that could work.

The population of a village is about 2,000 people. In order to facilitate future recruitment, the quota on the first day is only about 1,500 people.

Of course, a village should not only have young adults, but also women and children, so every quota is important.

If it were on Earth, of course everyone's resume would be collected and a decision would be made after a round of screening.

But in the Era of Exile, this method is not so easy.

Collecting everyone's information is not an easy task. They don't know how to write resumes themselves. After the first round of screening, we still don't know what they are like or where they have gone.

With the current environment of the Blue Stone Leaf Star and the Forbidden Sky Stone Wall, even if you don't join a few villages, you can live very well in the affiliated villages.

So, now is not the time to be merciful.

"Sorry, I'm afraid your current conditions are not suitable for the time being..." Seeing the farmer's disappointed look, the staff still couldn't bear it and said: "But you can wait for a while. If there are not enough places, we will still The quota will be filled..."

Having said that, everyone knows that this chance is too slim, and there is no telling how many people are queuing up behind them.

The disabled old farmer shrank to the side, his eyes almost overflowing with disappointment, but he kept thanking him: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir, I'll wait by the side, wait..."

This humble and confused look made the staff very uncomfortable, but they also knew that there can be no rule without rules.

Several people looked at each other and said: "Um... uncle, do you have any other family members? If your family members..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Dawa, who had just gone in to choose a house, rushed out happily: "Dad, I chose a big house with several rooms. I have never seen such a beautiful room! Our whole family can live in it." ...Dad, what’s wrong with you?”

"Is this your father?" The staff member looked at each other, then patted his thigh and said, "Hey, why didn't you say just now... Come on, come on, sir. If it's our family member, of course you can give special treatment. Taking care of..."

This old farmer has not completely lost his labor force. If he is a family member, then let’s talk about it separately: “Of course our family members can directly obtain their household registration books and ID cards, and we will find ways to arrange some easy work for you. …”

"I don't need an easy job, I can farm, I'm good at farming!" the farmer said hurriedly.

"Name?"

"Fourth..."

"Okay, then it's Hu Laosi."

"age?"

Needless to say, this guy doesn't know much about his age either.

Next to him, the man with three eyes took a look and hesitated: "Judging from the bones, this farmer... is about 37 years old."

The staff member who called me uncle for a long time looked depressed.

Why are you farmers so old?

If I had known you were only 37 years old, what would I have called you?

"Well, Brother Hu, please come here. Brother, please bring me your household registration book, and I will change the head of household for you..."

While the staff was making changes, they asked: "Brother Hu, who else is there in your family? Please call them over."

A village is not a factory. A factory recruits one person and leaves the rest alone.

A village is not based on individuals, but on families.

Then, they saw Brother Hu turn around and call a few people over.

"This is the second baby, this is the third baby, the fourth baby, the fifth baby, the sixth baby..."

Looking at several people from oldest to youngest, the youngest one looked to be seven or eight years old, several staff members looked at each other: "Where is the seventh baby?"

Without Qiba, a family is always incomplete!

"Qi baby? There is no Qi baby! The child's mother is already..." Brother Hu smiled sadly and shook his head.

The history of farmers is always full of sorrow. The staff didn't know what to say. They could only smile and said: "Brother Hu is not very old. Maybe he can renew his string in the future, and then he will have another baby! Come on, come on, I will take you to divide the fields..."

"Divide...fields?" The farmer was stunned.

"That's right," the staff member said, "Now the fields in the village have basically been cultivated. According to the wishes of the village chief, the fields will be distributed to each household."

"But this land allocation is called a contract system. The land still belongs to the village. You have the right to use it, and then you turn in the grain according to the harvest, and the rest is yours..." The staff felt a little embarrassed when they said this. Yu Kaiqi.

If it were on Earth, this would definitely be labeled as exploitation.

"Thank you to the village chief for your grace, thank you to the shopkeeper for your grace..." But the farmers don't think it is exploitation at all. They are grateful for giving them a stable environment. All along, the farmers have been in the era of exile. They are all slaves and slave laborers.

"Uh..." the staff member whispered, "Well, according to the agreement, you can only keep 5% of the harvest, and the remaining 95% must be handed over..."

To be honest, he was more afraid of being beaten at this time.

"Thank you to the village chief for giving us the land to grow, and thank you to the shopkeeper for giving us food to eat..." The farmer grinned from ear to ear as he kept saying thank you.

Working and farming is your duty. You are satisfied if you give yourself an environment where you can live a stable life. How about eating? That's not a problem. After planting the land, you can go to the forest to find whatever you want to eat...

"You don't understand... 5% means that if you collect 20 buckets, you have to give 19 buckets to the village, and the remaining 1 bucket is yours..." The staff felt that this family didn't understand, otherwise how could they be so happy?

"That's quite a lot! A young man like this can take care of more than ten acres of land, and the rest is enough for us... and we can save some money..." Brother Hu touched the head of the sixth child next to him and said , "How can we still have half an acre of crops left? That's enough, that's enough! That's enough!"

The staff said...well, we don't understand the world of farmers...

"But... it seems that the land is not that big..." The staff came to a place where there were grids of land separated by ridges. It seemed that one grid was about half an acre in size. The staff counted seven grids and said: "This is your family's land, each person has his own space."

The staff thought that the farmers would be disappointed, but unexpectedly, the farmers were so excited that they couldn't help themselves: "This... this is excellent farmland!"